Four Days Later

Disclaimer: I don’t own YYH, and am only borrowing the characters for the
amusement of my sick and twisted mind :)

~~~

Deep chocolate brown eyes burned a path down his supple body. Large, rough
hands pulled him closer, and traced arcane patterns along the soft skin of his
abdomen. Lips, full, pursed, and oh so sweet worried the spot against his neck
while the two boys lay entwined in a passionate embrace.

“Yusuke…” He whispered the name of his lover with a combination of love and
lust, and was rewarded by the other boy capturing his lips in a kiss that sent
him spinning with need. The kiss was violent, passionate, and filled with desire
as they ground their erections against each other in a rhythm that was almost
maddening. The youko inside of him fought to take control, to burst through
the confines of its mortal shell, but he viciously forced him back. This was
for him, and for him alone – the trespasser who shared his body was for once,
unwanted.

“Gods, you are so fucking unbelievable, Kurama.” The other boy said gruffly
and with a trace of reverence, as his hand trailed downwards to wrap around
the red head’s shaft.

“Nnngghhh! Yusuke… love you… love you so much… need you so badly, Yusuke…
oh please, more… please…” He pleaded wantonly, as he threw his head back in
passion and arched his body in order to bring his erection in closer contact
with the other boy.

The dark haired one looked at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. The
effect of which was only enhanced by the rakish grin that spread across his
handsome face ever so slowly. The hand wrapped around his member stroked him
ever so delicately – like the caress of his silken sheets – and his whole body
shivered in response.

“You don’t have to ask me twice, fox.”

The dark, husky voice of Yusuke Urameshi was like music to his ears, as the
other boy peppered light kisses along the soft skin of his chest – occasionally
darting out his long, pink tongue in order to lap at a distended nipple.

“You’re beautiful, Kurama, do you know that?”

Musical… he could almost hear the instrumentals.

“Beautiful… it’s going to be a beautiful day today with highs in the upper
80’s. Certainly, it’s a good day to be outside. Don’t you agree, Kurama?”

Green eyes shot open at the incongruous words falling from his lover’s lips.

“What?” He began in a somewhat controlled voice, but words began to fail him
when the voice he heard took a soft, feminine quality to it, and the lover above
him slowly disappeared into a hazy fog of wakefulness.

“No! Please, don’t leave!” He wailed, but it was too late – Yusuke was gone,
and he was alone, bereft upon his bed, very hard and fully awake.

Laughter came from the clock radio, along with the feminine voice of the morning’s
DJ, and Kurama scowled – suddenly tempted to rip the plug out of the wall.

‘No, not again. Not another dream…’

A profound feeling of despair washed over him, and Kurama cried softly into
his hands – for he knew that his pleas would go unanswered. Surely Yusuke did
not return his affections – affections he had for the other boy ever since he
offered his own life in lieu of Kurama’s own.

All to save his mother – a woman that, at the time, Yusuke had not even met.

Oh, how he loved him. But he would never be his in the way he wanted him to
be. Not when he had… her.

The soft knocking on his bedroom door startled him out of his reverie.

“Shuichi? Are you alright in there? I thought I heard you cry out.”

He took a deep and shaky breath in order to compose himself, before he was
able to answer.

“Hai, mother. I’m fine.” – ‘No, I’m not.’ - “I’ll be down in a minute!”

~*~

Green eyes stared longingly through a curtain of blood red hair at the beautiful,
dark haired youth currently engaged in battle. The detective in battle was
a sight to behold. Kurama’s eyes followed the path of each and every bead of
perspiration that slowly trailed down the boy’s forehead. Yusuke’s normally
gelled back hair fell loosely in front of his face from exertion. He was breathing
heavily, and his body was covered with bruises. Despite his current state,
Yusuke still held the upper hand over his opponent – a demon, who at first glance,
seemed much more powerful than the youth.

Kurama knew that Yusuke was merely toying with the demon. Even as he was thrown
back several feet from a particularly nasty upper cut to the jaw, Yusuke was
grinning like a madman. It made the fox wonder if perhaps the young human had
a masochistic streak. He subconsciously licked his lips at the thought.

Kurama watched as Yusuke jumped to his feet and glared at the demon.

“Sure ya don’t need a hand, Urameshi?” Kuwabara asked from the side, causing
Kurama’s gaze to shift over to the tall, muscular red head.

“Keh. Against this little girl? *snort* Not hardly… just take a nap Kuwabara…
I’ll be done in a minute.”

Yusuke’s sarcastic and confident response caused the demon to roar with anguish,
and charge him with all of his strength.

“Is that all ya got bastard? ‘Cuz if so, I’m not impressed. Spirit Gun!”

‘Magnificent…’ Kurama thought as the large, blue demon crashed to the
ground spectacularly. He watched Yusuke almost predatorily as the spirit detective
took several deep breaths in order to regain his strength. He wanted him.
He wanted him just like that… just like that, sweating and dirty from over exertion,
with his face flushed and his hair in complete disarray… gods, he was so…

‘Hn. Your thoughts are really becoming annoying, Fox. If you want the
detective so badly, just take him.’

The mental intrusion was unwarranted and unwanted, and Kurama turned towards
his diminutive partner with a glare.

‘I did not ask for your opinion, Hiei. Besides, it is more than obvious
that Keiko has his heart. I will not do anything to jeopardize that.’

Red eyes flashed dangerously for a moment, before they were schooled into a
neutral expression. But Kurama knew his partner all too well to disregard it
as insignificant. Could it be that his reclusive friend wanted Keiko for-

‘Finish that thought, fox, and you will become personally acquainted with
my katana.’

Kurama smiled softly, and turned his attention back to Yusuke. Yusuke was
leaning over the now unconscious demon, most likely searching for the artifact
that they had been sent to retrieve. But Kurama did not care about that. The
only thing he was even remotely concerned about was the way the old, dark jeans
that Yusuke wore highlighted the tight globes of his-

“Found it!” Yusuke said triumphantly, as he straightened up and held the small
pendant out for them all to see. “Dunno why the toddler’s so worried about
this little thing. There doesn’t seem to be much energy coming off of this
thing at all.”

Yusuke shook the pendant roughly while he examined it. His dark brown eyes
went wide when the pendant suddenly started glowing.

Up to now, Kurama had been so distracted by his desire for Yusuke, that he
had not paid much attention to their assignment. However, while he watched
the one he secretly loved activate the dangerous artifact, Kurama paled as the
details came back to him in a hurry.

The pendant contained a powerful aphrodisiac. The demon Yusuke had just defeated
had stolen it from the Reikai vaults with the intent of using it to bend Mukuro
to his will. Therefore, they had been sent to retrieve the artifact.

Now, Yusuke had activated it.

“No! Yusuke, please! Drop it!” Kurama cried as he jumped towards the confused
detective, knocking him to the ground in the process. Yusuke let out a surprised
whoosh of air before he turned to look at Kurama. “Kurama, what the fuck are
you doing?”

But Kurama was not about to answer. His sole priority was to get the offending
item out of Yusuke’s hands. He reached for Yusuke’s hands and pried his fingers
open. A heavy sigh of relief escaped his chest when the pendant fell from Yusuke’s
hands into the soft grass. But his relief was short lived when he realized
the pendant was no longer glowing.

Kurama swallowed thickly when Yusuke turned to look at him with smoky brown
eyes filled with love and desire. Gods, how often had he wanted the dark haired
detective to look at him like that? Just… just of his own free will.

“Kurama…” Yusuke murmured in a deep and throaty voice, before reaching up
to embrace the fox that was still straddled on top of him. He pulled the red-haired
youth against him, and nuzzled his long, blood red hair lovingly.

“Kurama… fuck… I need you…. love you… want you so bad.” Yusuke said softly
into Kurama’s ear before nibbling it slightly.

Those were words that he had wanted to hear since forever from his dark haired
friend, and it was easy for Kurama to forget that Yusuke was under a spell –
especially with the detective’s warm breath ghosting against the side of his
face, and his strong arms wrapped around his back.

Yusuke nuzzled the side of Kurama’s face with his own. Kurama shivered from
the small caress, and when Yusuke’s warm lips caught his own in a searing kiss,
he couldn’t help but moan slightly in response. For a moment he was inclined
to forget about everything and just melt into Yusuke’s embrace. But then he
heard Kuwabara’s confused voice, and he regretfully pulled himself away from
the amorous detective.

“Gah… what the heck is wrong with you, Urameshi? Why would you kiss Kurama
like that? He’s… he’s a guy, for heaven’s sake!”

“Baka. The detective has been affected with a love spell. You should just
be glad he wasn’t looking at you when it happened.” Hiei said sarcastically.

Kuwabara’s face turned green at the thought.

Kurama desperately tried to force his face into a neutral expression, despite
the anguish and utter devastation he was feeling.

‘It’s just a spell, that’s all it was. He doesn’t really love you, doesn’t
really want you.’ Kurama told himself sadly, as he straightened up. Yusuke’s
eyes were filled with affection, and they followed his every move.

“Kurama? Come back, man!” Yusuke said. His kiss swollen lips were pursed into
a pout as he once again reached for the fox.

‘Ah Yusuke… if only this was real.’

Kurama smiled sadly, and with a heavy heart he struck Yusuke hard enough to
render the detective unconscious.

The other two nodded their heads in approval.

“Hn. We should take the detective to Koenma. It’s his little trinket – let
him figure out how to reverse its effects.”

Kurama felt like crying.

Instead, he leaned over and plucked the communicator from its place by Yusuke’s
side.

“I agree, Hiei.” He said flatly.

The red eyed demon shot him an understanding look, but wisely said nothing
while Kurama spoke to Botan through the communicator.

~~~

Four days.

It had been four days since the ‘incident’, and Yusuke was back to normal.
Well, as normal as he could get back to, considering.

And now he stood on the doorstep of the one he had been avoiding like the plague.

‘Kurama must fucking hate me.’ Yusuke thought to himself, again. In
fact, it had been all he’d been able to think about since the spell had been
removed.

How fucking cruel of a spell was that? After all, Yusuke had long fought to
keep his attraction for the red head hidden. He didn’t want to be attracted
to Kurama. Kurama was a guy for Christ’s sake. Yet there was no denying
he was beautiful… and warm… and everything that Yusuke had ever wanted. Fuck,
he could lose himself in those expressive green eyes. God, he’d wanted the
fox since the first time he saw him.

That was why he had been so willing to offer his own life up to the mirror
in lieu of Kurama’s own. He just could not imagine the world without the beautiful
youth. His own life was meaningless in comparison.

Yusuke shook his head and swallowed.

Keiko knew. Keiko had known for a while now. In fact, she knew even before
Yusuke had admitted it to himself. She had confronted him about it about a
month ago, and he had denied it vehemently. But the soft, understanding look
in Keiko’s eyes did not change, and it was her words that made him finally recognize
and accept the truth.

“I love you Yusuke. I always will. You are… my best friend, Yusuke. And
I only want you to be happy. Please, don’t push away your chance to be happy
because the prospect of being with another guy frightens you.”

He was silent for a while before he turned to her in confusion.

“But… but what about us? I always thought that you and I-“

“Yeah, me too.” She interrupted sadly. “But you know? I’ll be okay. I’d
much rather have you as a friend forever, than as a boyfriend who would come
to resent me some day. And besides… I would be lying to you if I said that
my own heart hasn’t changed as well.”

He had felt a tinge of jealously at that, but it was slight, and paled in comparison
to the relief that he also felt at her words. He then shot a questioning look
her way, wanting desperately to know who it was that had caught the eye of his
Keiko, but she merely blushed and shook her head.

So he laughed and she laughed with him, and they remained friends.

But even with Keiko’s acceptance and approval, he had yet to confront Kurama,
because he had been too chicken shit to do so.

Of course, after… the incident, he probably blew whatever remote chances he
had with the fox to high heaven.

God, he needed to apologize. He needed to forget how soft and right his friend
had felt in his arms. He needed to forget that he had pressed his lips against
Kurama’s velvet ones and he needed to forget that Kurama had tasted like heaven.

Yusuke groaned.

He needed to forget.

With a heavy heart, Yusuke knocked on the door.

~*~

Four days.

It had been four days since Yusuke had talked to him. Four days since the
detective pressed his lips against his in a mind blowing kiss.

Four days since the careful shell he had erected over his emotions was shattered
completely.

He knew that Koenma had reversed the effects of the spell almost immediately,
and still Yusuke had not come to see him. He figured the detective was probably
disgusted by his all too enthusiastic response, and probably hated him now.

It was breaking his heart.

With a heavy sigh, the dejected fox stared at the phone for about the twentieth
time that day alone. Should he call Yusuke? Apologize? Tell him how very
sorry he was?

Tell him how very much he needed him back in his life?

Tell him that he…

Kurama pulled the phone out of the wall, and in a rare show of anguish, tossed
the plastic contraption across the room.

Instead, he slumped down on the couch, turned on the TV, and tried desperately
to ignore the wet, salty tears that were trailing down the side of his face
of their own accord.

A knock on the door abruptly pulled him out of his misery.

He wondered who it could be. It couldn’t be Hiei, because Hiei would just
come through the window. It certainly wasn’t his mother, since she was out
of town for the day, and besides, she wouldn’t knock. It couldn’t be…

Kurama shook his head in an attempt to clear that thought. With a sigh, he
got up from the couch and haphazardly wiped his face with the back of his hand.
He walked over to the door, fully prepared to rudely assault whatever salesman
dared to bother him on this day of all days, and threw the door open almost
violently.

“What –“ He began, but the words died on his lips as he stared at the bedraggled
dark haired youth shuffling his feet on the doorstep.

‘Yusuke.’

Kurama’s mouth felt dry, and he couldn’t speak. Why was he here? Didn’t Yusuke
hate him?

Yusuke cleared his throat.

“Kurama, I… listen, I know you’re probably mad at me for the other day… but…
fuck, I came to apologize, okay? So can I come in, or are you just gonna stand
there and gape at me like a fish?”

Kurama was completely still for a moment as Yusuke’s words registered.

‘He came to apologize? To me? But, why?’

He didn’t realize that he had yet to respond until Yusuke cleared his throat
again. Kurama blinked a couple of times, and moved out of the way so that Yusuke
could enter.

“Of course, Yusuke. Please, come in.”

Yusuke shot him a haphazard grin – oh, he looked so handsome when he smiled
like that – and stepped through the doorway, his hands shoved roughly in the
pockets of his too tight jeans. Kurama couldn’t help but admire how they accentuated
his form.

“Kurama? You there, man? You seem kinda spacy.”

“Huh? Oh… I’m fine, Yusuke. Why… why do you think you need to apologize to
me?” Kurama asked, as his eyes roved over the hard angles of Yusuke’s well sculpted
face. God, the boy was handsome.

Yusuke’s chocolate brown eyes broke away from his and turned towards the floor,
as the boy started shuffling his feet again in embarrassment. Kurama found
it endearing, and wanted nothing more than to draw the detective into his arms
and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

“Well, ya know… for… for what happened the other day.” Yusuke finally choked
out.

Kurama paled, and turned his head.

‘Well, it’s now or never. I need to correct him, and let him know that
I’m the one at fault. He couldn’t control himself. And besides, I can’t stand
to see him so… timid. So if this makes him feel better, it’ll be worth it.
Even if he hates me for it.’

With a pained look upon his face, Kurama turned to Yusuke.

“You have nothing to apologize for, Yusuke. If anyone should be apologizing,
it is me. You… you were under a spell. You had no conscious control over the
matter, whereas I –“ Kurama’s voice hitched, and a renegade tear fell from his
right eye. “-I… I knew that you were under a spell, and yet I responded… I…
I couldn’t help it. So, now you know. I’m sure you are disgusted with me now,
but I had to –“

Kurama was cut off abruptly by Yusuke, since the dark haired one pressed his
lips against Kurama’s unexpectedly, drawing the taller boy into a surprising
and passionate kiss. When they finally broke away, they were both breathing
heavily.

“Yusuke?” Kurama asked unbelievably, as his head swam with the ramifications
of what just happened.

Yusuke did not just kiss him like he was the very air he needed to breath.
He couldn’t have, because that would have meant that Yusuke wanted him as well.
And Yusuke... Yusuke couldn’t possibly have feelings for him, because life was
cruel and such things did not happen. No. He imagined the whole thing and
–

And Yusuke was kissing him again.

Kurama moaned, and melted into the detective’s embrace. This… this wasn’t
happening. But then he felt the dark haired one’s soft lips against his neck,
and he gasped.

“Yusuke? Are… are you sure? I… I can’t believe… oh!” Kurama’s words trailed
off when the other boy took his earlobe between his teeth and nibbled on it.

“Fuck… Kurama… I… you wanted me too… Gods…you have no idea… how long… Kurama…
is… this real?”

Kurama felt like crying again, but this time from joy. He wrapped his arms
around the other boy and pulled him tightly against him, and together they slowly
backed away from the doorway and towards the couch, their mouths meshed together
the whole time.

“Yusuke… Yusuke, Yusuke, Yusuke…” The other boy’s name fell like a mantra from
his lips. “Yes, Yusuke… this is real… I can’t believe… want you… want you,
Yusuke… have wanted you forever, since that day on the roof… oh gods!” Kurama
mumbled against Yusuke’s lips, while he ran his hands over the back of the dark
black tee shirt that Yusuke was wearing. With a growl, he pulled the cotton
garment free from Yusuke’s jeans and then over his head, exposing the other
boy’s finely chiseled chest to his hungry emerald eyes. Yusuke was breathing
heavily, as his own hands started fumbling with the buttons of Kurama’s simple
white shirt in response.

“You have me, fox… you’ve always had me…” Yusuke answered breathlessly, as
he continued to ravage Kurama’s mouth with his own. He couldn’t believe this
was happening… he had only come here to apologize, after all. But when Kurama
had admitted that he … that he had wanted his kiss the other day, all of the
feelings that he had been suppressing broke free, and Yusuke couldn’t help himself.
And now… now he was kissing the slender column of Kurama’s pale neck, while
his hands were deftly undoing the buttons of his shirt. He finally opened the
last button, and pulled back to watch with lidded eyes, as the white garment
slipped off of Kurama’s shoulders almost sensually before it fell to the floor.
Yusuke sucked in a deep breath at the sinuous form of the beautiful fox, before
his lips fell of their own accord to worry the sensitive skin in between Kurama’s
neck and his shoulder blade.

He was completely unaware that Kurama was leading them somewhere, so absorbed
was he in the tasting of the fox’s delicate skin. But he became aware of it
when all of a sudden he fell forward with a lurch, and found himself sprawled
on top of Kurama, their naked chests in contact with each other. Kurama had
led them both to the couch, and was now looking up at him with those amazing
green eyes. They were half lidded in passion, and filled with want and need
and desire and some other emotion that Yusuke wouldn’t even dare to name. He
looked at the taller boy unbelievingly, and pushed his fine, blood red hair
away from where it had fallen to obscure his beautiful face.

“Kurama?” Yusuke asked in a throaty voice. He was suddenly all too aware
of where this was leading – especially when he felt the other boy’s hardened
erection grind against his own. The contact was… it was too much… gods…and
when Kurama reached up to casually tease one of his nipples into a hardened
peak with his delicate and talented fingers, Yusuke threw his head back and
moaned. “Want you…” He mumbled against the red head’s lips, as he caught them
once more in a passionate and forceful kiss.

‘He… he wants me… he wants to make love to me… this is a dream, this is
not happening, this is… oh!’

Kurama wrapped his legs around the other boy, and ground his arousal against
Yusuke’s in response. His hands wrapped around Yusuke’s back and kneaded the
other boy’s shoulders as he whispered huskily into the dark haired detective’s
ear.

“I want you too, Yusuke… have wanted you for so long…“ Kurama said before delving
his tongue into the shorter boy’s ear. The reaction was instantaneous, as Yusuke
arched into him and moaned. With a whine, Kurama’s hands trailed down Yusuke’s
sides until they reached the button of Yusuke’s sinfully tight jeans. Skillfully,
he undid the button and then the zipper, before tugging on the waistband with
intent. Yusuke understood, and sat up briefly so that he could assist the fox.
The denim jeans soon hit the floor, and were followed by Yusuke’s dark blue
boxers, socks, and shoes, until the younger boy was entirely naked in front
of him.

Kurama’s mouth watered at the sight of Yusuke’s large, hard erection, springing
free of the nest of dark curls that surrounded it. And as Yusuke worked feverishly
to remove Kurama’s own pants, Kurama wrapped one hand around Yusuke’s silky
smooth shaft, causing the other boy to hiss and increase his efforts. Before
long, Kurama’s own pants, underwear, socks and shoes joined the ever growing
pile of clothes haphazardly tossed upon his living room floor. When they were
both naked, Yusuke laid flush on top of him again, and started kissing his way
down Kurama’s chest.

“You are so beautiful, fox, do you know that? You have no idea what you do
to me.” Yusuke said, as his lips wrapped around a rosy, pink nipple, causing
Kurama to gasp and bury his hands in the soft dark strands of Yusuke’s hair.

“Gods… you… you’re the beautiful one, Yusuke… so beautiful… so… everything.”
He mumbled almost incoherently, as the detective trailed those talented lips
further down Kurama’s abdomen until he reached the soft nest of red curls that
framed Kurama’s aching shaft. Kurama leaned forward on his elbows and looked
down lovingly at Yusuke, who was looking up at him with a question in his eyes.

“Kurama? Is it okay..?” Yusuke asked in a soft voice, as he lightly grasped
Kurama’s erection. He wanted to take the fox into his mouth… had wanted to
forever, but didn’t know if that would be too much too soon.

“Oh!” Kurama murmured when Yusuke’s large, calloused hand wrapped around his
member. He looked down at the detective, and dazedly realized that he was waiting
for permission, of all things. Gods… he had permission to do anything he wanted
to do to him, from the moment he walked through the door.

“Please… please, Yusuke… anything you want… everything…” Kurama whispered,
and hissed when Yusuke wrapped his lips around the head of his cock in response.
Yusuke rapidly engulfed him whole, worked the entire length of his shaft from
the head to the base with his talented mouth and tongue, as his hands lightly
fondled the sac that hung just behind it. Kurama threw his head back and whined.
The red haired boy thrashed upon the couch, lost in the carnal pleasure that
Yusuke was giving him. He felt Yusuke’s fingers at the tight rim of the entrance
to his body and moaned. Meanwhile, Yusuke continued to work his mouth up and
down on his cock with determination. Yusuke’s fingers pushed inside of him
and brushed against something and sent a bolt of electricity straight through
to Kurama’s shaft. The fox’s breathing was fast, almost panting, as he once
again wrapped his fingers in Yusuke’s hair and threw his head back with a whine.
And then Yusuke hit that spot inside of him again with his fingers, just as
he took him deep within his warm, talented mouth and Kurama wailed as stars
exploded inside of his vision, and he crested hard and fast and it was like
heaven, except heaven could not possibly feel this good and oh!

“Yusuke! Gods, I love you… love you, Yusuke… love you… love you so much…”
Kurama whimpered as he came violently in Yusuke’s mouth. His head was spinning,
and his face was flushed, and he was pretty sure that his heart was going to
burst out of his body; he loved the dark haired one so much. It was only when
he finally came down from his incredible orgasm, did he realize that the younger
boy hadn’t moved – instead, he was looking at him with an unreadable expression
upon his face, and with a gasp, Kurama realized what he let slip.

“Oh… oh gods, Yusuke… I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean… I just… I couldn’t….”
Kurama stumbled, but was cut off once again, when Yusuke crawled up to his body
and kissed him with a passion that bordered on violent in its intensity. Kurama
could taste himself on Yusuke’s lips, but he didn’t care because Yusuke was
kissing him and that meant that he hadn’t been revolted by what Kurama had said,
and it could also possibly – but no, he didn’t dare to hope – still, it could
mean that –

“I love you too, fox.” Yusuke whispered against his lips.

Kurama felt like his heart was going to explode with joy, as he wrapped himself
so tightly around the younger boy that if they got any closer, they would cease
to be two separate people.

“Love you… love you, love you forever…” Kurama whispered like a mantra against
the other boy’s lips. Yusuke smiled against his lips and kissed him even harder.
He could lay here and kiss his fox all day, naked against him, except that he
still was so hard it was almost painful and he wanted to be inside of his fox.
He drew back a bit and looked into those amazing emerald eyes and swallowed.
With a groan, he descended upon Kurama’s lips again. He just couldn’t get enough
of his taste, his feel, him… and he wanted…

“Kurama… I want… want to be… want to be inside of you… so badly.” Yusuke whispered
hesitantly against Kurama’s lips.

Kurama hissed in response, and his spent member hardened slightly at the prospect
of Yusuke being inside of him. “Yes… want you too… want you inside…”

Yusuke moaned, and ground his arousal into Kurama’s thigh.

“You… do you have… something… we can… use?” Yusuke asked hesitantly, as he
trailed kisses along the pronounced line of the older boy’s jaw. This was…
this was all new to him, but he knew enough to know that it could be painful
for Kurama if they didn’t have some sort of lubrication. Hours of jacking
off to porn he saw on the ‘net imagining it was him and his fox had taught him
that much.

Kurama blinked his eyes a couple of times before they went owlishly wide in
understanding. His face burned crimson, and his long eyelashes fluttered, tickling
the side of Yusuke’s face as the other boy lavished kisses upon his forehead.

“Upstairs… my bedroom.” Kurama answered with a soft moan and then eeped in
surprise when he suddenly found himself lifted into Yusuke’s strong arms.

Yusuke’s dark brown eyes remained locked on Kurama’s green ones, as he jumped
off of the couch and literally ran up the stairs, taking two of them at a time.
With a growl, he thrust open Kurama’s bedroom door, and the two of them tumbled
in a heap of limbs and lips and hair onto Kurama’s bed. They were both reaching
for each other, touching and kissing every bit of exposed flesh that they could
get their hands on, and Yusuke felt like he was going to explode, he wanted
Kurama so damned badly.

“Where?” He growled out in a husky voice, as his hands worked Kurama’s member
back into an impressive erection.

The fox could not speak, he was bordering on incoherent, and with a gasp he
motioned towards the nightstand next to the bed.

Yusuke was gone from him suddenly, and he reached out blindly for the other
boy who was rummaging through his dresser drawer. Finally, Yusuke came back
to him with that rakish grin that he so loved, his hand wrapped around a slender
tube, and Kurama spread his legs wantonly, invitingly.

“Yusuke…”

The other boy was on him now, with two slick fingers inside of him, working
him, preparing him for something much larger, and Kurama mewed as Yusuke unerringly
found his prostrate with each thrust of his slippery digits.

“S’okay, Kurama? Can’t… can’t wait… need you… need you now, so fucking badly.”
Yusuke hissed. God, Kurama was so fucking tight, he was ready to burst just
from the feel of him. It was going to feel so fucking good…

The fox beneath him nodded slightly, and Yusuke groaned. He removed his fingers
from Kurama’s entrance, and grabbed the lubricant once more. He slicked his
own hand and rubbed the lubricant all over his own arousal. It felt so fucking
good that he didn’t want to stop, until he heard a strangled moan come from
Kurama’s mouth.

Kurama was watching Yusuke touch himself, and found the sight so erotic that
he could hardly breathe. When Yusuke grit his teeth and the muscles on his
face tightened, the red haired boy feared that the younger one had forgotten
about him and he whined, causing Yusuke to stop what he was doing and place
his arousal against the tight ring of Kurama’s entrance.

Yusuke looked down upon his fox. The red haired boy was disheveled and panting
and his fair skin was covered in a slight sheen of sweat, and he looked so beautiful
beneath him that he could come just from looking at him. With a strangled moan,
he pushed into the boy slowly. God, he… he was like a slippery hot vice around
his cock, and Yusuke howled.

Kurama grit his teeth and ignored the pain… he knew it was temporary. The
important thing was that Yusuke was inside of him… Yusuke loved him and was
finally inside of him and oh!

And Yusuke began to move. Kurama wrapped his legs around Yusuke and arched
his back, bringing the other boy so deep inside of him he thought he might die
from the sensation. Yusuke slowly pulled back, and then thrust forward again,
setting a pace that was almost torturously slow.

“Gods… I love you, Kurama… so fucking much. You feel so good… so fucking tight…”
Yusuke moaned as he continued to piston in and out of the tight warmth of the
fox below him. There was nothing… nothing that felt as good as this, and he
had wanted this for so long, and he just now realized how very, very much, and
gods, Kurama was so fucking beautiful, and…

“Harder… harder Yusuke… fuck me harder.” Kurama said panting. One hand wrapped
around his own arousal and began to stroke it in time with Yusuke’s thrusts.

Yusuke lost it at the sight of Kurama pleasuring himself, while he begged and
pleaded and swore for more. He was only too happy to oblige, and he began to
pound into the fox at a rapid rate, while one hand wrapped around Kurama's
own, assisting him in his endeavors. Yusuke made sure to angle himself
so that he kept hitting against Kurama’s prostrate, and he had the fox screaming
in pleasure, writhing upon the silken sheets underneath him as he lifted his
hips seeking more, more of Yusuke, more of the rapid hard fucking that Yusuke
was giving him.

Yusuke strained to hold out, wanted to make this last forever… but the fox
felt too fucking good around him, and he couldn’t, just couldn’t… with a strangled
moan, he smacked Kurama’s hand away from where he was pleasuring himself at
a leisurely rate and took over; fisting the beautiful redhead fast and furiously.
He brought the older boy to a rapid and intense climax, and cried out himself
when he felt Kurama tighten and shudder underneath him, milking an orgasm from
Yusuke that was almost blinding in its intensity.

“FUCK! KUUUURRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAA!” Yusuke howled, uncaring as
to who might hear him. Let the whole world fucking hear him, he didn’t care,
he was coming, coming inside of his fox and there was nothing, nothing that
was this good and… fuck!

Yusuke collapsed onto the shaking body of Kurama, and pulled the other boy
into his embrace, finding his lips almost blindly for a sloppy kiss as his spent
sex slipped out. They were sweaty, sticky and hot, but he didn’t care, and
neither did Kurama as their kiss grew tender and loving.

“That was… gods, I love you, fox. I’m yours… for as long as you’ll have me.”
Yusuke said with a smile against Kurama’s lips.

Kurama looked at him with a dazed expression, full of hope and wonder.

“Yusuke… love you… want you forever…” Kurama answered as he pulled Yusuke into
another searing kiss. A thought occurred to him, however, and he pulled back
and looked at Yusuke with concern.

“What… what about Keiko?” Kurama asked, hopeful and yet fearful of Yusuke’s
response.

Yusuke smiled at him softly, and pushed the fox’s blood red hair away from
his face before leaning down to capture his lips once again.

“It’s cool with Keiko… she knew before I did how I felt about you… and besides…
I think she’s got the hots for someone else. I have no idea who, though.” Yusuke
said. His brow furrowed at the puzzle, and Kurama laughed as he wrapped his
arms around the other boy.

‘I think I know who.’ He thought to himself, as he pulled the dark
haired one down into a last leisurely kiss. Satiated and happy beyond belief,
the two boys succumbed to their exhaustion wrapped in the loving arms of each
other.

~~~

Outside, a small fire demon sat in the branches of a large tree.

‘Hn. It’s about time.’ He thought, before jumping to the ground. He
glanced at the closed window one last time before turning away with a smirk.

He had no desire to stay – he had only stopped by to check on the fox, after
all, since Kurama hadn’t been himself over the past four days.

Of course, it was more than obvious that Kurama had recovered from whatever
was ailing him in the arms of Yusuke. Hiei shivered at the thought.

The thought of how the detective’s girlfriend would take the news entered his
head, and Hiei frowned.

With a sigh, he decided he’d go and… check on her. After all, someone
had to make sure the baka girl was going to be okay with all of this. Might
as well be him. It wasn’t as if he had anything… better to do at any rate.

Hiei ignored the little voice in his head that whispered ‘liar’, and took off
into the city.

~~~

Owari

~~~

A/N: Well… here is my second ever yaoi fic, and my first all out yaoi lemon.
And… and it’s Warm And Fuzzy.... gah! I’m posting this, but I’ll have you know right now
that my cheeks are burning with embarrassment :). I still can’t believe I actually wrote
this… gah! Bad, bad hentai mind… bad!

--julie